So many scripts
So many trips
So many skins
That I have
Lived in.
Too many lessons
To be learnt
Before I detach
Myself from Earth
The very being
I loved so much
Is now averse
To my face my touch
The very place I want to be
Now is too far
An untraceable dream
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